Comment Contest: Just 110 to Go…Let’s Hear It

Whoever posts the 3,000th comment on this blog will win a signed copy of one of my books (your choice).

So far there are just a few readers who comment regularly while everybody else keeps mum.

To leave a comment, all you’ve got to do is scroll down to where it says “Leave a Reply” and click it, and you’re in business.

I don’t allow comments that include the f-bomb or other cuss words (come on, now–this blog is sponsored by a Christian ministry), a sales pitch for some product that has nothing to do with anything here, or remarks that are personally abusive to me or other commenters. Other than that, let ‘er rip.

Go, go, go!

I’ve Begun My Next Book: ‘The Throne’

Yesterday I began writing the ninth book of my Bell Mountain series, tentatively titled The Throne.

I must confess to a little stage fright. I do know how the story starts; but where it’ll take me from there, only God knows. And having just finished reading No. 7, The Glass Bridge, and proof-reading No. 8, The Temple, I found myself wondering, “Can I do this again? Really? Is there more of this magic in me?” Only it’s not magic. It’s the gift of God. I’m not smart enough to create this stuff without Him.

I’d tell you what the book’s about, except I don’t know but the very first part of the story yet, and I wouldn’t want to throw out spoilers, and if you haven’t read any of the other books in the series, what sense would it make to you?

Meanwhile, the weather’s right, the birds are busy, the bees have arrived, and I just couldn’t stay away from the work any longer.

Tally-ho and away we go!

P.S.–Ignore the sign. I don’t write myself into the story, and I have no plans to write any of you in, either.

 

Fun With Videos: Mongolian Throat Singing

All right, all right–I’m having fun posting videos, now that I’ve figured out how to do it. Eventually the novelty will wear off.

Meanwhile, get a load of this–Mongolian throat singing. Is this cool, or what?

For those of you who’ve been reading my Bell Mountain books, this is what the Ghols sound like when they sing. Just close your eyes and imagine you’re King Ryons, riding with his loyal Ghols around him.

My Fantasy Tool Kit (8): Butt Out!

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If you ever want to write a fantasy novel–or any other kind of novel, for that matter–that’ll be sheer torture to read, be sure to make a thinly-disguised version of yourself the hero of the story.

Not that the reader is going to recognize you. But most readers can recognize pure poppycock when they see it. And few are so dense that they can’t detect irrelevant personal issues from the writer barging in between the reader and the story.

When you’re telling a story, butt out! I take it for granted that no one wants to read about me–not when they could be reading about Wytt or Helki. [You’ll have to read my books to get to know these characters.] Nor do they want to read my opinions on politics or the problems of this modern world that I’m supposed to be taking them away from.

To any writer, the same advice: Get out of the way! Don’t be like the jidrool who gets up and shambles around in front of the screen in the most exciting part of the movie.

If you want your readers to believe in your characters, you have to believe in them first. Don’t make them extensions of yourself or of the people in your lives. Think of them as real. Don’t try to control every little thing they say or think or do. Get so deeply into them that they start to say and do things you never expected.

Yes, I know–if it was easy, everyone would do it. A lot of published authors can’t do it. But you don’t even want to imagine the mountain of wasted paper produced by those would-be authors who don’t even try to keep themselves out of the story. That no one ever spent any money to publish their work goes without saying.

We are always being advised, “Write what you know.” But that’s no way to go about creating imaginative fiction.

Caveat: Let no one take this to mean I endorse the practice of lazily omitting to do research and just “intuiting”–that is, making up–false information about something for which real facts are easily available. For Pete’s sake, do not write about tribal customs of the Navaho unless you first read up on it: the ghost of Tony Hillerman will show the Navaho exactly where to find you.

A Rave Review for ‘Cellar Beneath the Cellar’

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[This review of the second book in my Bell Mountain series, The Cellar Beneath the
Cellar
, is by one of my esteemed colleagues on Chessgames.com, “Optimal Play,” who lives in Australia. I reprint it here with his permission.]

Lee, I have finished reading The Cellar Beneath the Cellar and am pleased to say that I found it to be as interesting and enjoyable as Bell Mountain.

I’m wary about posting any spoilers for those who have not yet read your second book in the series (or for that matter your first), so I’ll try to be circumspect regarding any significant plot details.

Picking up the story immediately following the ringing of King Ozias’ Bell by Jack and Ellayne, the journey of the two young protagonists, rather than coming to an end, instead continues beyond Bell Mountain, except that now, in contrast to climbing the heights of Bell Mountain, they must descend into the depths in the cellar beneath the cellar under the Temple of the old city; thus they go from one physical extreme to the other.

“From King Ozias’ bell to King Ozias’ Temple–it must be right,” Ellayne said. “It’s like an old story, in which all these things fit together in the end. A story about Ozias that began two thousand years ago and isn’t finished yet.”

The aftermath of the ringing of the Bell has echoes of a Pentacostal experience, with language barriers somehow miraculously overcome, a renewed prophetic energy now in evidence, and the fulfillment of Scripture coming to pass.

A common theme running throughout this second book is that of change.

Martis changes from an assassin to a protector.

Obst changes from a hermit to a missionary.

Helki changes from being solitary to being a leader.

The power released by the Bell emanates outward, signalling an end of sorts, though not as the children expected, but also heralding a new beginning.

The changes wrought by the ringing of the Bell empower each of these characters, and others, in their own particular way, although each experience is initially met with apprehension and doubt, and they only gradually learn to embrace their new lives as they begin to trust God and His mysterious ways.

Contrast their positive experiences with that of Lord Reesh and the Temple authorities in Obann, all of whom abhor change and desperately try to stop it, intent on maintaining the status quo at any cost.

The oncoming war with the Heathen maintains a tension throughout and the introduction of new characters such as Ryons and Szugetai, as well as those introduced in the first book, broaden the story further.

Ellayne seems more intuitive than Jack, but also more vulnerable, and perhaps more idealistic. Her thoughts, which are routinely provided throughout the story, often serve to enlighten situations, and even the personality of other characters;.

Jandra the little prophetess and her strange bird are unnerving, but to my mind, the real heroes of the story are the Omah, and of course especially Wytt!

“One day, all Omah everywhere shall dance at the same time.”

Wonderful!

The connotations with certain aspects of our own world are intriguing, such as the Empire with our own civilization, the Heathen tribes with the twelve tribes of Israel, and the Temple with institutional corruption and self-serving autocrats. Although I found it best not to try to draw any direct parallels which may not be there.

Other themes which come to mind are that of being on a journey which brings wisdom, courage, faith and a trust in the ever-present God of Surprises.

God’s providence is another constant theme throughout, most notably in saving the town of Ninneburky.

Despite the Bell now lying in pieces, it continues to ring metaphorically, such as “God says he will give this boy the throne of Ozias. We all heard it, as clear as a bell.”

I hope I’ve read your story correctly, but as Martis himself says, “What people think the writings mean can be much more important than what they really mean.”

And I hope I haven’t given away too much.

Thank you, Lee, for giving the world this wonderful story!

Keep up the good work!

Ten stars out of ten!

[All right, all right, I kept the last three lines–why not? It’s praise, but I worked hard to get it. Besides which, I know and you all know that whatever good is in these books, whatever truth, is of God and came from God. I just wrote it down.]

***Thank you, mate, for that nice review. ***